The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Then the dagger’s point came in a whirling arc towards his face. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. It was easy to recognize, the one thing that had stayed the same over the years. ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’ ‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her to the door.
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